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Butterfly kisses

As afternoon mellowed to evening, a skittish east wind began to play. And with it, the unmistakable smell of smoke made its now-nightly debut. It seems some people get a kick from lighting fires on our tinder-dry moorlands and natural … Continue reading

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A very few words, on tiny wings

Faeries are abroad. While the sun shines they dance, a skittish double-helix dance. And blossom bursts forth, like foam upon a crashing sea. There, that’s the limit of my poesy today! I’ve surprised a butterfly at rest. Captured its image … Continue reading

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Nature, contrary to mine

I don’t do poetry. I’ve tried before, look back on it and cringe. So why? Well, it was a challenge – and a form I’d never heard of – Tanka. ‘Does anyone not love Haiku,’ ran the intro. Um, I … Continue reading

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You can’t have one without the other. Nature, damn it!

The trees are dancing but the day is bright, at last. It’s August, still, but the chill in the air has made itself at home, too soon for holidaying humans. In the green world beyond our fences, though, nature continues … Continue reading

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The poet-tramp-novelist and the dragonfly

No time to stand and stare. You know the quote, don’t you? Or do you? ‘What is this life if, full of care/ we have not time to stand and stare?’ [A classic example of the importance of commas, btw, … Continue reading

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